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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Coming soon to a bedroom near me.

Last night my best friend and I put together his brand-new dresser.

Oh? Didn't you know? Kev is my best friend. We didn't even fight during the assembly. I only whined when it was 10pm and he was resting on the living room floor and he wouldn't get up to help me scoot the dresser away from the front door.

Putting together IKEA furniture without using the word "divorce" is definitely the sign of a good marriage.

I'm hoping that tonight Kev will let me help him when he reorganizes his clothes and moves them from his old dresser to the new one.

Want to see what's now on my IKEA wish-list? Check it out on my other blog.

My lowest IKEA r.t.a. moment came when, halfway through assembling a very simple bookcase (alone... while drinking...) I realized I'd put it together backwards. Very profane, very slow curse words were shouted, tools were thrown rather deliberately and I retired to the couch with my wine. Without a word, my husband came over and began to disassemble the bookcase, fix my mistake and reassemble it again. While I watched.